Healing
She said, "Let time heal you."
Apparently,
my absence made it hard to hold on to me.
So she let me go.
There was a bridge for you to cross,
built by me.
But not a finger lifted—
left me alone on the other side.
She thought I would heal,
but time only pierced its suffering through me.
I wondered if the sky above
or perhaps the ground below,
would be the one to take me away.
00:34
-Midnight.thoughts
